letra de thebook final - countup 1000
count up no pay stubs
a glance caught gave me a rub
i spin it round with no glove
i whip around and show no love
i dreamed this life dont got one
drew endlessly to no one
fantasized; burnt in the sun
we couldve made it but you was a bum
where empty tears sourced past ones
if it werent i bottle then id start to chug
racing in a cab pull out a gun
drive away from pain if we had some
if we had some-
we in the burbs with boredom
they toking trees till a hernia
the pictures be a slurry yea
info age misforming ya
i got no swag just a story ya
and i said so much that im sorry
waste away to charlie
drag my body on the floor
mop the pooling blood all on me
get to ducking with a sword
eat pastrami with your mommy
cause this world is for the old;
i can’t make it with n0body
cause the damage was fortold
letras aleatórias
- letra de work it out - hazel english
- letra de mélodie du ghetto - js (fr)
- letra de all true at the same time - self defense family
- letra de empty sea - laura carbone
- letra de mais - hmb
- letra de big joy - richard walters
- letra de veil of the betrayer - kill ritual
- letra de ricky boys - joro_v2
- letra de why don't you love me? - lamont lawrence
- letra de magic man - faso (rapper)